The Pelourinho is always fun.
Just picture a huge square. Cobblestone streets. Music dancing people colors food everywhere. Old old buildings.
People were frowning too much tonight. I smiled.
Today I ate 2 massive plates of food, for lunch and dinner, respectively. Big mixtures of rice, beans, fish, chicken, pasta, veggies....all with that Bahia spice. So delicious at the time. Dancing much makes bricks and soup of it. Old Uncle Ernani fiddling all about laughed when he saw my chaotic arrangements. He called me weird. Some things are just the same here and there.
This city is incredible. Very dirty yes. The poverty is rampant and heartbreaking (although I can't decide whether the prevalence of thievery makes me more sympathetic or hardens me). But this city is absolutely amazing. The beach culture. The warmth. Openness. Music. Dancing. Food. You should visit.
So--the answer: Tonight was a fun night. I had some good vibes flowing through me. It is hard to let go of anxiety, out-of-placeness, and sadness. Sometimes I just feel lost. I seek EPIC ADVENTURES AT VOLUME 11. Always. And tonight was not one of those. I still feel weird. But I am loose.
The old violao has some spankin' new strings that long to be made love to. And so it is.
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